Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

In just a month's time, some of the names on the battlefield, which was filled with killing intent, gradually spread.    

Witch, who had wiped out thousands of soldiers, the dual swordsmen who slaughtered thousands of soldiers, the hunters who roamed the wilderness, the ruthless butchers, and the saber-maniac who had a boundless sea of blood.    

The five titles on the battlefield gradually resounded throughout the entire space. Almost all the overlords knew that a few small groups were using them to train their soldiers, using the flesh and blood of their soldiers to train themselves.    

This feeling of being used as a whetstone by others was extremely unpleasant. This also caused the killing intent in their hearts to become even stronger. In order to consolidate their position as overlords, they decided not to make a small fuss. They would directly send out several regiments to sweep across the battlefield under the lead of powerful generals. They wanted to clean up these ignorant juniors as if they were trash.    

In a relatively remote area of the battlefield, Ao Lingchen, Ji Luofeng, and Suen Zhiming were working together. They were killing a general in armor, and there were corpses everywhere behind them. The rest of their comrades were also standing behind them. Each of them had a tired look on their faces. Almost every one of them had varying degrees of blade and spear wounds on their bodies.    

Among them, there were several wounds on their bodies that were deep white bones!    

"Rest for a while. It's time for us to go over there. As long as everything goes smoothly, we will be a part of the Essence Sword Sect from today onwards."    

Ao Lingchen scanned the people around him and said in a serious tone. During this period of time, they had been fighting non-stop. The burden on their bodies was too great. However, they had finally managed to endure for a month. Now, as long as they returned to the place where they started, they would become a part of the Essence Sword Sect.    

"Yes, hold on a little longer!"    

Ji Luofeng was also cheering for the people around him. They had already held on until this moment. They were only a step away from harvesting the fruits of their labor. They had to hold on no matter what.    

After a short half an hour of rest, the group of twenty people set off once again, heading towards their destination.    

At the same time, there were people from all over the battlefield who were doing the same thing as Ao Lingchen.    

The destination of everyone was a huge flying sword floating in the sky, emitting a terrifying and oppressive aura. On this flying sword, there was an old man standing quietly on the sharp tip of the sword.    

"Can we get a hundred people this time?"    

A calm voice sounded from the old man's mouth, as if there were only a hundred or so people that he was optimistic about among the thousands of people.    

"Hm? Someone came back so quickly"    

Elder Jing Dan's eyebrows twitched slightly. His eyelids twitched. A large group of people was rushing over from his pupils. Judging from the line-up, there were at least thousands of people.    

"What a headache!"    

As the large group of people approached, Elder Jing Dan felt an unusual headache. He did not expect that the first person to return would be this troublesome person. However, as long as he thought about one of the overlords of the battlefield, this was normal.    

"Yuan Heng greets Elder!"    

As the army approached, a loud voice sounded from below. A young figure rose from the sky and approached the flying sword. In an instant, the young figure landed on the flying sword!    

"Not bad. Looks like you've become more mature after these two years of training!"    

Staring at the young man in front of him, Elder Jing Dan nodded his head in satisfaction. He couldn't find any fault with this young man in front of him.    

"Elder, you have my compliments. It is all thanks to the teachings of the sect that I have today."    

The young man had a humble look on his face, giving people a sense of elegance and humility.    

If any of the soldiers from the battlefield saw this young man's performance at this moment, they would definitely be extremely shocked. Because with this person's status, it was very rare for him to see such a humble side of him.    

Who was he? He was the Iron Blood Overlord on the battlefield, the crown prince of Tianfeng Kingdom, one of the most outstanding young men. All these identities could make him proud, but he didn't have the slightest bit of arrogance at this moment.    

"It has been two years since I last saw you, and you are even better at talking!" Elder Jing Dan chuckled and nodded from time to time.    

"Elder, you must be joking. However, Yuan Heng does have something that he would like to ask Elder for help with!"    

The Crown Prince smiled faintly and bowed slightly to Elder Jing Dan with a sincere tone.    

"Is it about that girl?"    

Glancing at the figure below, Elder Jing Dan said with a calm expression. It seemed like the only person who could make this little guy ask for help was this girl in front of him.    

Tianfeng Prince nodded silently. "That's my little sister. My little sister has a mischievous heart. I'm afraid that she will cause some trouble in the sect. Elder, please take care of her!"    

"Looks like you are very clear about that girl's ability to cause trouble. However, I believe that with the trump card you left behind in the sect, she will definitely be able to prosper and prosper. You don't need to worry about that at all!"    

Elder Jing Dan did not choose to agree. He stared at the young man in front of him with a heavy gaze.    

Just as he was about to say something, Elder Jing Dan's words rang in Tianfeng Prince's ears, "Someone is coming again. Let me see which kid is coming so quickly!"    

A wave of dissatisfaction emerged in Tianfeng Prince's heart. He did not expect to be disturbed at this critical moment.    

"So it's these kids!"    

Looking at the people who came, Elder Jing Dan nodded his head in satisfaction. This time, the one who led the team over was the person he had always paid attention to, and also the person Zi Yun thought highly of, Ao Lingchen!    

With doubt in his heart, Tianfeng Prince asked softly, "Elder, do you know them?"    

He did not expect that this elder, who had lived in the sect for a long time, would know these unknown people. Could it be that these people also had some kind of background?    

"En, these little fellows have performed well, so I paid a little attention to them!"    

Elder Jing Dan naturally knew that this person in front of him was testing him, but so what? How could his thoughts be casually guessed?    

"Everyone be careful, there are many soldiers here!"    

Ji Luofeng's voice rang in everyone's ears.    

When they saw the flying sword, Ao Lingchen and the others were extremely excited. However, when they got closer and saw the soldiers gathering under the flying sword, the excitement in their hearts was immediately doused with cold water.    

"Let's go and take a look first. The leader seems to be Princess Yan Mo. I think she brought these people here!"    

Although he was nervous, Ao Lingchen's sharp eyes passed through the many soldiers and landed on Princess Yan Mo, who was at the front. These soldiers did not make a move when she was here. It was very likely that these people were here to protect her.    

Silently approaching, Ao Lingchen and the others slowly came to the bottom of the flying sword. They chose a place further away from the soldiers and prepared to escape on the flying sword at any time.    

However, unlike Ao Lingchen and the others, although their appearance attracted the attention of the soldiers and caused them to discuss, no one chose to attack. Instead, they quietly stayed where they were.    

After waiting for a long time, in the distance, many young men who had shed their youthful looks gathered from all sides of the battlefield. Almost every two hours, dozens of people gathered.    

However, as time passed, the number of people that appeared became fewer and fewer. In fact, not even two or three people appeared for two or two hours.    

Of course, a few great formations that shook the battlefield also appeared. The most shocking thing was that the Sword Slaughter Thousand Soldier Dual Blade Artist. When he returned, he only had two swords, and he didn't have any companions. However, his reputation was the most resounding.    

"It seems that there are only so many of them!"    

Looking down at the 130 people below, Elder Jing Dan nodded his head in satisfaction. The number of people that he had seen had exceeded his expectations. He was already very satisfied with the 100 people that he had seen.    

"Come on up. All of you are part of the Essence Sword Sect. You have officially become disciples of the Essence Sword Sect. Get on the flying sword and I will bring all of you to the sect!"    

A loud and clear voice was heard from the top of the flying sword, and it reached everyone's ears.